My First Panties (A True Story)

About seven years ago I was trapped in a job that I really hated, in a finance office with the Bitch from hell as a boss. To begin with she was nice and kind, but as the weeks slowly turned into months she started picking me up on little things I did. She would critise my attire (notice I didn't say dress!) make me re- do work which had been perfect the first time and even pick me up on my bright and happy manner.

By Jenifer

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I rubbed myself with more vigour, not quickly, but determinedly I wanted to come... NEEDED to come.

Then, it happened.

My Clittie, so turned on by the whole situation, sprang into life and sprayed a bucket load of cum into my panties. It filled them to capacity. But I didn't care. My orgasm was intense. I lay back for several moments, overcome with the intensity of it all. My Basque, stockings and panties were all in need of a good wash.

I carefully stripped all my lingerie off and hid it in the little nook I had discovered.

My male clothes felt so silly on my lovely skin. But I had to wear them.

As my parents came in they asked me

"Did you have a nice day?"

"Not bad!" I replied.

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